Hoping For Better Days

In the pell-mell of this busy life I need a minute to remember About those lives that are lost In chemical warfare and bomber How painful it is to live a life under The burning clouds of gun powder With cries of helpless women and Children getting harsher and louder Sometimes I think if we can ever Make this world for a better place With love and affection for each other Instead of throwing life into a mess I wish my days should not start Seeing bodies in hunger and pain For the pleasure of a few rich and Powerful helpless poor are being slain Hope there will be a new dawn Going to break upon my dear land Peace and love will win the hearts Hate and crime will lose their trend